My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1122

Disappointment sank into Kristopher’s gut like a stone. He exhaled sharply, shoulders slumping, and trailed the officer to the patrol car. Tomorrow, he thought. There was always tomorrow.

At the Morrison family’s sprawling estate…

Carrie barely stepped through the door before her family swarmed her. The IV needle was tugged free from her arm, and a cluster of family doctors hovered, their murmurs blending into a low hum.

“I am fine, really,” Carrie said, her voice soft but fraying at the edges. She cast a pleading glance at the ambulance doctor, silently begging for help.

The doctor caught her look and stepped forward, raising a hand to quiet the room. “We have completed all necessary checks. Ms. Campbell requires rest, nothing more.”

He handed a crisp examination report to the family’s physicians.

After scanning the document, one of the family doctors nodded. “Indeed, rest is all she needs.”

Carrie toward

usually a haven of space, felt stifling

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snapped his fingers. “We have sleep aids in the house. I will ask the maid to fetch them. You can rest properly after taking

be outdone, Arion leaned forward, his voice earnest. “Carrie, just say

exhaustion dulled her ability to respond.

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not overwhelm her. Carrie’s clothes reek from that garbage

offered, “I will stay with

resolute. “I appreciate it, but I would

the kitchen prepare porridge. Even if

“All right,” she conceded, her shoulders

the maid. “Bring a variety